Mr. Dragon Knight, the dragon girls are chasing you!

"yes!"

The two maids, as if granted a pardon, ran off after the elder.

After turning through two corridors and confirming that His Majesty could not hear anything, the two maids finally couldn't help but whisper and gossip wildly.

"Can you smell it? Can you smell it? That scent on His Majesty!"

"I knew it! His Majesty had suddenly disappeared last night, and the bedchamber was empty all night!"

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, what exactly did His Majesty do with the King Consort last night—"

"Stop talking, stop talking! I can already picture it in my head!"

"You shameless brat!"

"Take off that smug smile before you start talking to me!"

The two pushed and shoved each other as they jogged and disappeared at the end of the corridor, leaving behind a string of suppressed giggles that lingered in the dimly lit passageway.

Eluvia stood still, her massive dragon head slightly lowered, listening to the suppressed giggles drift further and further away in the corridor until they disappeared completely around the corner.

She took a deep breath, and her massive chest heaved violently.

Okay, now the whole Dragon Nest knows what she did last night.

Eluvia swallowed her anger silently, turned around, and went into the kitchen.

The next second, she stared at the entire wall of crystal storage cabinets and fell into deep silence.

The cabinet was neatly arranged with Shadow Magic Cores of various grades.

There were low-level Shadow Rat magic cores, mid-level Shadow Leopard magic cores, and several fist-sized high-level magic cores radiating a rich dark purple light—these were special offerings for her to nourish herself.

These things are top-notch delicacies and excellent tonics for her; just one bite can stabilize her cultivation and nourish her dragon body.

But the problem is—none of them are edible for humans.

Eluvia used her sharp claws to open each cabinet door, rummaging through them, growing increasingly agitated. Her thick dragon tail slammed against the ground, sending up shards of stone.

It's over.

She can eat magic cores to satisfy her hunger and cultivate, but Luo Ye cannot.

No, we can't let that stupid dragon knight go hungry.

What should we do then?

The next second, her eyes lit up and a flash of inspiration struck her!

Aren't there lots of magical beasts in the back mountain? Why not just catch one and let that idiot dragon knight roast it himself?

Anyway, he had grilled meat in the forest before, and his skills were pretty good!

Perfect! I'm so smart!

Having made up her mind, Eluvia pointed to the massive dragon head, a resolute glint flashing in her gilded vertical pupils.

She turned and walked out of the kitchen. With a flap of her dragon wings, she shot off from the takeoff platform on the side of the dragon's nest and sped towards the back mountain.

The mornings on the back mountain are exceptionally peaceful, with sunlight filtering through the layers of tree canopy and spreading out like shards of gold on the ground.

But as a dragon shadow that blotted out the sky descended from the sky, a dragon's might that crushed the entire mountain forest suddenly poured down.

All the magical beasts in the forest instantly froze, their pupils contracted sharply, and they were so frightened that they scattered and fled without saying a word, wishing they had more legs to escape this area.

Eluvia hovered high in the sky, her golden dragon eyes scanning the forest below, searching for suitable prey.

"I want tender, juicy meat... That bear meat that idiot dragon knight grilled last time looked pretty good..."

She muttered to herself as she descended, carefully observing the movements within the forest.

Then her gaze settled on a huge chicken-shaped magical beast.

That was a five-colored pheasant, a level 40 mid-level magical beast unique to the back mountain.

Its size is comparable to that of a small calf, and its entire body is covered with iridescent feathers. Its long tail feathers are gorgeous and dazzling, reflecting a rainbow of colors in the morning light.

At this moment, it was leisurely strolling along the stream, pecking at aquatic plants and insects, occasionally letting out a few peaceful gurgling sounds, completely unaware that it had been spotted by the apex predator above it and was about to be in grave danger.

Eluvia tilted her enormous dragon head, her eyes sparkling, and silently judged in her heart: This one looks like it has firm meat and a good balance of fat and lean meat, it's definitely delicious!

The next second, she no longer hesitated, slightly opened her mouth, and a wisp of pure, dark purple dragon breath instantly condensed into shape.

The poor mid-level magical beast didn't even have time to let out a scream before it was instantly hit by the dragon's breath. Its colorful feathers were completely charred and blackened, and its warm flesh was cooked through in an instant. A faint aroma of meat mixed with the smell of charred meat filled the air.

Warcraft, dead.

Cause of death: He was so good-looking that the Dragon King noticed him, and he looked delicious.

Eluvia nodded in satisfaction, then suddenly swooped down, her massive dragon claws gently scooping up the whole roasted golden-feathered chicken.

The dragon flapped its wings again, carrying a full load of "trophies," and turned back at high speed towards the dragon's lair chamber.

As they passed over the central square of the Dragon's Nest, several dragon guards on duty looked up instinctively and were stunned when they saw the familiar dark purple dragon shadow in the sky. Their eyes were filled with great confusion.

"Look! It's His Majesty!"

"What is Your Majesty holding in your claws? A dark, lumpy thing...it looks like a chicken?"

"??? The ancient Eternal Night Dragon King, a top-tier powerhouse who roamed the continent, personally flew to the back mountain just to catch a chicken?"

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, their faces filled with disbelief, and began to whisper amongst themselves in hushed tones.

Eluvia, looking down from her vantage point, took in everyone's subtle actions and instantly became somewhat embarrassed and angry.

"What are you looking at! Slacking off on duty? Aren't you supposed to be patrolling?!"

With a deep dragon roar, her dragon wings suddenly trembled violently, and a powerful gale swept across the entire square, causing the guards to stagger and lose their footing.

Taking advantage of the chaos and confusion among the crowd, she grabbed her spoils and plunged into the side hall where the secret chamber was located, quickly disappearing from everyone's sight.

The guards steadied themselves, looked at each other again, and all wore knowing, amused smiles.

"Shh! Keep your voice down, don't let His Majesty hear! She definitely didn't sleep well last night, she's in a terrible mood!"

How do you know she didn't sleep well last night?

"I was on night duty last night and I saw His Majesty carrying the Queen Consort—"

"That's enough, that's enough. If you keep talking, you'll be sent to guard the back mountain."

The guards silently fell silent and dispersed, each wearing the same meaningful smile on their face.

Meanwhile, inside the sealed room.

After Eluvia left, Luo Ye leaned against the soft stone bed, bored, and quietly waited for his proud dragon king to return with breakfast.

Fifteen minutes passed slowly. The waiting process was too tedious, so he simply got up to stretch his muscles and prepare to go out for some fresh air.

He put on his robe, walked to the door of the secret chamber, and reached out to push it open—

The stone gate remained completely still.

Luo Ye was slightly taken aback, and pushed again, but the stone gate remained as stable as Mount Tai, showing no signs of loosening.

"Huh? Why is the door locked?"

He increased his effort and pushed with his shoulder—the stone gate remained as stable as Mount Tai.

The smile on Luo Ye's face slowly disappeared.

He looked down at the crack in the door and noticed a faint, dark purple glow emanating from the edge of the stone door—traces of the power of shadow origin.

"No way..."